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Hilda was late for class again, but she wasn’t in any rush. She never really was. For one thing, this current class was so boring. She didn’t care about world history. Why would that matter? Why not focus on current events?
Like how cute that barista right next to the university was. That was the current event of world history Hilda cared about.
That girl had slightly curly blue hair tied in a bun. She had a soft voice whenever she stuttered Hilda’s order to clarify it, tending to look away with a soft pink blush on her cheeks. With the theme of the cafe, she wore a conservative, frilly maid outfit. It was so cute! It made Hilda’s heart flutter.
The girl never messed up her order, but she did always apologize for the wait. Since she always seemed to apologize for everything, it seemed fitting she’d be working in a place that required serving people. People tended to love apologies for absolutely everything.
Secondly, she hadn’t stopped for her coffee that morning, which became a ritual. She needed to see that cute girl again. Yesterday, the girl hadn’t been working since it was her day off, but Hilda still visited every day.
Hilda opened the door to the local cafe to order.
There she was.
The cute girl who was sitting at the counter, taking an order for someone that looked like a cranky old man. She nodded at the man, who crossed his arms, sighed, and then strutted out of the cafe.
The cute girl who’s face was a bit flushed, possibly due to exhaustion. Her eyes definitely reflected Hilda’s observation. They were a bit bloodshot and had bags underneath. She yawned a bit, but greeted Hilda with her soft voice with her friendliest tone.
“Hello. What can I start for you? The usual?”
“Yeah, the usual.” Hilda nodded as she leaned on the counter, letting a little bit of cleavage show more. The barista’s face turned a bit more of a darker red hue as she looked at the register to pull up Hilda’s total.
“Uhm, that’ll be $4.50.” The girl smiled softly as Hilda pulled out her wallet and paid with her card. Hilda always tipped too much, almost triple the price of the drink itself, but that girl was so cute she deserved it. She did always put love and quality in all her drinks.
“Thank you.” The girl nodded as she handed Hilda her receipt. “Give me one moment.”
Hilda was excited to get her strawberry vanilla frappe. It was always a bit too sweet, but the last time she asked for less syrup, it tasted too much like coffee. The strawberry was really what made it. She followed the girl’s movements as she made the coffee blend as the girl gently smiled. Hilda had never seen her smile before, but it was absolutely adorable.
It was a bit tightlipped, but her eyes lit up just a bit when she smiled.
The girl finally finished as she went to the counter and gave the drink directly to Hilda. She realized it was weird that the girl didn’t wear a badge giving her name. She wanted to ask her name, but unfortunately, a line was forming and the girl had began to help others.
Well, it was the morning. Hilda sighed as she drank her coffee slowly.
An idea formed in her head almost immediately.
She grabbed a sparkly pink pen and a piece of paper from her bag and began to write her number with the question, “Had to go, what’s your name?” and left some little x’s and o’s. She placed the paper on the counter and left to go to class.
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Hilda yawned softly the next morning on her comfortable bed as her Turkish Angora was curled up on the edge of her bed. Her cat looked up with intense eyes and uncurled herself, standing up. She immediately grabbed her phone and let out a disappointed sigh. The girl hadn’t texted her at all.
She kept looking at her phone all day yesterday as she hoped she would get a follow up at her slightly choppy attempt to get a date.
She looked up at the ceiling as her cat came and sat on her. To be fair, her approach may have not been the best way to get a girl to talk to her. She probably just threw it away or didn’t understand the note. She sat up and stretched her arms. She was always on the lazier side, but she had a small, unexpected burst of energy. She was determined.
All she really wanted to do was start a friendship and possibly go on dates with her. She wanted to spoil her with gifts and affection.
She sat up, moving the cat to the side and got dressed in a cute blue sundress. Maybe she could properly introduce herself this time.
She grabbed her bag and walked out of the door to the coffee shop. The loud streets had Hilda decide to plug in her headphones and listen to some energizing music to wake up a bit. Waiting for that text had made her a bit restless the night before.
She was focused on the walk as she heard a small vibrate on her phone. She looked down to an unfamiliar number with a short but direct text
‘I am the barista that makes your drink everyday. My name is Marianne.’
Hilda gave a small smile as she responded to the text. She couldn’t wait to spoil Marianne.